I'm Dreadfully Late

The door opened and may came in. She looked paler than usual, but sparkling with an unwonted animation. Archer stood up and leaned against the mantelpiece out of the radius of the lamp. He fancied she expected him to speak a really good talk. I'm afraid i haven't been fair to her lately, i've sometimes thought. It was ages since weha had a real talk. And now this idea of going to see missus beaufort, of going there in grannie's carriage, i'm afraid she quite alienated the van der luydens ah said archer with an impatient laugh.